I clawed at my bedsheets as the rainstorm amplified outside. My eyes shot open once it became too much. Staring at the peeled purple paint on the walls, I took a few deep breaths and slumped my head back on my sweat-stained pillow. What a terrible nightmare, I thought with one last glance around my room before being lulled back into a deep sleep by the cracking of lightning and the surging of rain outside. I really need to head to the gym later on, I thought. One last look in the mirror and I tried to sneak back into bed, until I overheard my mother's loud voice. Dead? " What was going on?"